Swing yo’ lady roun’ an’ roun’,
Do de bes’ you know;
Mek yo’ bow an’ p'omenade
Up an’ down de flo’;
Mek dat banjo hump huhse'f.
Listen at huh talk:
Mastah gone to town to-night;
‘ T ai n't no time to walk.
Lif yo’ feet an’ flutter thoo,
Run, Miss Lucy, run;
Reckon you‘ ll be cotched an’ kissed
‘ Fo’ de night is done.
You do n't need to be so proud —
I's a-watchin’ you,
An’ I's layin’ lots o’ plans
Fu’ to git you, too.
Moonlight on de cotton-fiel’
Shinin’ sof an’ white,
Whippo'will a-tellin’ tales
Out thaih in de night;
An’ yo’ cabin‘ s‘ crost de lot:
Run, Miss Lucy, run;
Reckon you‘ ll be cotched an’ kissed
To’ de night is done.